Midnight Revelation(wenclair)

Midnight revelation: so close

Wednesday took a deep breath, steeling herself for the difficult conversation ahead. She turned to Gwen, her expression somber as she prepared to speak her truth.

"Gwen, we need to talk," Wednesday began, her voice steady despite the turmoil raging within her.

Gwen looked up, her brow furrowing with concern as she sensed the gravity of Wednesday's words. "What's wrong, babe?" she asked, her tone laced with apprehension.

Wednesday hesitated for a moment, searching for the right words to convey her feelings. "I... I think we need to break up," she said finally, her voice barely above a whisper.

Gwen's eyes widened in shock, her lips parting in disbelief. "What? Why?" she exclaimed, her voice tinged with hurt.

Wednesday took a deep breath, gathering her thoughts as she tried to explain herself. "I just don't think this is working anymore," she admitted, her gaze steady despite the pain in her heart.

But before Wednesday could continue, Gwen's expression shifted, her eyes filling with tears as she launched into a guilt trip. "How can you do this to me, Wednesday?" she pleaded, her voice trembling with emotion. "I thought we had something special."

Wednesday felt a pang of guilt gnawing at her insides as she watched the tears stream down Gwen's face. She knew that breaking up with her would hurt, but she hadn't anticipated the depth of Gwen's reaction.

"I'm sorry, Gwen," Wednesday murmured, her voice filled with regret. "But I need to do what's best for both of us."

Gwen's shoulders shook with sobs as she buried her face in her hands, her heart breaking before Wednesday's eyes. Wednesday reached out, her hand hovering in the air as if unsure whether to comfort her or give her space.

As the weight of their impending breakup settled over them, Wednesday couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness wash over her. She knew that their relationship had run its course, but she couldn't shake the feeling that she was losing a part of herself in the process.

Wednesday's heart ached at Gwen's tearful plea, her resolve weakening in the face of her girlfriend's pain. She hesitated, her mind swirling with conflicting emotions, before finally relenting.

"Fine," Wednesday said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "We can stay together."

Gwen's tears subsided, replaced by a look of relief as she threw her arms around Wednesday, pulling her into a tight embrace. "Thank you, Wednesday," she whispered, her voice filled with gratitude.

Wednesday forced a smile, her heart heavy with the weight of her decision. She knew that staying with Gwen was the easier choice, the path of least resistance, but deep down, she couldn't shake the feeling that she was betraying herself in the process.

As they sat there in silence, enveloped in each other's arms, Wednesday couldn't help but wonder what the future held for them. She knew that their relationship was hanging by a thread, and she feared the consequences of their decision to stay together.

But as Gwen pressed a tender kiss to Wednesday's lips, all thoughts of doubt and uncertainty melted away. In that moment, all that mattered was the love they shared, and the hope that they could find a way to navigate the rocky road ahead, together.